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Nov 2017
I wonder if by now I have filled the sky with my pleas
For my heart has emptied to barely anything
Longing for the ocean breeze
I want without shame
The impossible that is
Like the echo of songs between the mountains
Above possession and destiny
Above the claim of imagination
And the future I can't foresee
Should I be punished and die in your adoration
Then let me be where I can see you
Bring my bones to the cobbled pavements
The winding meander of the sea
To the brink of a cliff
Where my soul could be set free
Simpleton
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Simpleton  U.K
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